Huo Ling'er lay on the ground, completely motionless.
Ye Feng did not disturb Huo Ling'er.
At that moment, Huo Ling'er's mind had entered a wondrous world. She needed time.
After a while, Ye Feng sensed Huo Ling'er's head twitch slightly as she secretly peeked at him. Ye Feng reached out and placed his hand on Huo Ling'er's buttocks.
"Smack!"
Ye Feng scolded, "Still not getting up?"
Huo Ling'er knew she could not keep hiding. She climbed up from the ground.
Ye Feng saw tears in Huo Ling'er's eyes.
"Were you crying?" Ye Feng asked.
"You're the one crying." Huo Ling'er hurriedly wiped the tears from her eyes.
Strangely enough, although Huo Ling'er had suffered Ye Feng's attack so badly that tears had streamed down from the pain, her attitude toward him remained remarkably calm.
"Bad Rascal, Bad Rascal, you really are a Bad Rascal." Unable to beat Ye Feng, Huo Ling'er kept cursing him.
She cursed him while standing.
Her hands never stopped soothing her sore spot.
The sour, spicy, and refreshing sensation left her both embarrassed and angry.
In those brief ten seconds, she could no longer count how many attacks she had suffered. She was certain there had been at least two hundred.
"How am I supposed to marry someone else in the future?" Huo Ling'er asked.
"You still want to marry someone else?" Ye Feng shot Huo Ling'er a glare.
"What exactly do you want from me?" Feeling wronged, Huo Ling'er raised her voice.
Ye Feng was perceptive and noticed Huo Ling'er's unusual behavior today.
In fact, it was not just today. Ye Feng had noticed that ever since Huo Ling'er came to Stone Village this time, she had been downcast and always looked as though she had something weighing on her mind.
Ye Feng had asked